Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, DEWDROPS, by RENE FRANCOIS ARMAND PRUDHOMME


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First Line: Dreaming I watch the silver limpid dew
Last Line: That stirs and wakes to life these latent tears.
Alternate Author Name(s): Sully-prudhomme


DREAMING I watch the silver limpid dew
Fall as in pearly drops on meadow-land,
Silv'ring the floweret-petals softest hue,
And scattered round by misty Night's cool hand.

Whence do they come, those trembling dew-drops pale?
No clouds appear to mar the sky's pure way.
Ere they were formed to fall in silver veil,
Within the bosom of the air they lay.

Whence come my tears? Across the twilight sky
The radiant hues fade soft and slow and bright. ...
Deep in my soul those tears did hidden lie
Before they came to dim my eyes to-night.

Within each soul there lies a tenderness
Touched by the bitterness of grief and fears;
And oftentimes it is a mere caress
That stirs and wakes to life these latent tears.





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